Misery || Wolverine

"We weren't supposed to meet yet.." He blinks up at me with longing in his saddened eyes. A reassuring smile spreads across my face.

My own head still dizzy from the spin of memories he had shown me when he turned up to my door with two other men looking for my help.

"I know that."

He follows my statement with a shrug. "Just.. for when we do meet.. I don't want you to hold it against me that I didn't warn you."

His confession rolling off his tongue with a shaky voice.

"When we do meet.. I won't remember you."